One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 144 George Confessed

Seeing him staring at her, Violet was somewhat nervous. After hurriedly smiling at him, she quickly

turned her head back.

The wedding went smoothly. Soon, it was time for the bouquet toss.

For a while, many unmarried women gathered around, trying to catch the bouquet.

Violet didn't have this idea, so she stood outside the crowd with smiling.

George walked behind her, "Don't you want to grab it?"

Violet shook her head, "No."

George looked at the bride surrounded by the crowd, "If the man can also grab the bouquet, I will grab

it and give it to you. I heard that the girl who catches the bouquet is the next bride."

As he said this, he pushed his glasses to look at her, then his eyes flickered, "Actually, you look like a

bride now."

"Really?" Violet looked down at herself.

George nodded, "Really."

Violet was amused. Just when she was about to say something, the bride turned around, turned her

back to everyone, and threw out the bouquet tall.

Everyone raised their heads and hands, trying to catch the bouquet.

However, the bouquet went directly over their heads and fell into the arms of a passing man.

The man was hit by the suddenly falling bouquet. He stopped abruptly.

This scene stunned all the girls.

None of them thought that the bouquet actually fell into a man’s arms.

Violet was stunned for a few seconds too. Seeing Stanley's slightly startled look, she couldn't hold

back. Then she covered her lips and laughed.

Her laughter broke this strange silence.

Just as these girls were discussing whether to bring the bouquet back and throw it again, they saw the

man who got the bouquet suddenly walking towards them.

The man looked very powerful. Wherever he went, the girls would make way for him.

Therefore, Stanley came to Violet without hindrance. Under Violet's blank gaze, he handed the bouquet

over, "Give you."

"Give me?" Violet opened her mouth in surprise.

George beside her narrowed his eyes and stared at Stanley sullenly.

Stanley felt it naturally, but he just ignored it, and put the bouquet in Violet's hand directly, "I don't know

the other people. It's not appropriate to give them. Hold it."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Violet held the bouquet and shouted to his back, "Thank you, Mr. Murphy."

Stanley smiled but he did not stop.

Seeing him gone, Violet lowered her head and stroked the bouquet in her arms.

She didn't expect that there would be such a dramatic development. She didn't want to grab the

bouquet, but the bouquet ultimately belonged to her.

Seeing that Violet cherished and loved the bouquet that Stanley gave to her, George only felt so

jealous.

He wanted to grab the bouquet directly from her arms and threw it on the ground.

But his reason still made him hold back this idea.

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After Violet changed her clothes back, she went to the bathroom.

When she came out, she was taken aback by the man leaning against the bathroom wall.

"George, are you waiting for me here?" Violet asked gently.

George looked at the bouquet she was still holding, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Even when she went to the bathroom, she didn't want to let it go. How much she liked the things

Stanley gave!

Feeling the cold aura coming from George, Violet tilted her head suspiciously, "George, what's the

matter with you?"

George stood up straightly and walked in front of her, pressing her against the wall behind her with one

hand, and looking down at her slightly, "Violet, do you like Stanley so much?"

"Huh?" Violet's heart beat fast suddenly. She subconsciously avoided his gaze, "George, what are you

talking about?"

"Don't pretend! You know what I'm talking about." George squeezed her chin and turned her face back.

Violet didn't like his behavior. After frowning, she raised her hand to push his hand away.

But George suddenly increased his strength, pinching her jaw.

Violet snorted in pain, "George, let go!"

George didn't let go. He lowered his head and approached her. His drunken breath blew to Violet’s

face. Then he asked, "Why? Why do you fall in love with Stanley instead of me?"

Violet was shocked by his words. She looked at him incredulously, "George, you..."

"It's been five years." George interrupted her and buried his head in her neck. "I have been your side

for five years. I always thought that you would slowly know my feelings for you, so I never I didn't force

you and didn't confess to you, but I didn't expect that you just returned less than two months before you

fell in love with Stanley!"

Violet's lips moved. She felt quite uncomfortable, but more apologetic, "I'm sorry George. I really don't

know you like me!"

She had always regarded him as her best friend, so she never thought about whether he liked her or

not.

Besides, Jessie liked him. How could she compete with Jessie!

"You really don't know! I always thought that you just have been dull in this aspect and you would

understand it one day, so I am willing to wait. I have waited for five years. But you fall in love with

Stanley. Violet, I'm really disappointed!" George lifted his head from her neck and looked at her with a

pair of red eyes.

Violet was frightened by the craziness in his eyes. She became tense.

It was the first time that she saw such a George. He was very strange, not as gentle as before.

"Violet, are you afraid of me?" George lifted a strand of Violet's hair. Although his voice was soft, there

was no temperature, which made people shiver involuntarily.

Violet managed to force a smile, avoiding his question, "George, you are drunk. Will you let me go

first?"

George smiled lowly, "I'm not drunk. I know what I'm doing."

He touched her lips with his thumb. His eyes fixed on her lips.

"Violet, I have been waiting for you for so long, but you fall in love with others. I won't just let it go. I will

punish you well!"

As he said, he lowered his head and kissed Violet's lips.

Violet was dumbfounded. It took her a while to react. Then she struggled violently with both hands,

trying to push him away.

But George restrained her tightly, not allowing her to break free.

Just when George’s tongue was about to get into Violet’s teeth, a fist suddenly hit George’s face and

knocked him down. After staggering a few times, George fell on the ground and fainted immediately.

"George!" Violet exclaimed. Then she was going forward to check George's situation.

Stanley's face was cold. He took her wrist, "He treated you like that! You still worry about him?"

Violet paused abruptly. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't

say anything.

Stanley looked at her lips that were reddened by George's kiss, an anger rose in his chest. He couldn't

help tightening the strength of her wrist, "Come with me!"

With that, he pulled her forward.

He walked quickly. Violet was wearing high heels, so she could only trot to catch up with him.

As she ran, she looked back anxiously, "Mr. Murphy, you can't leave George here alone."

Although she was angry that George treated her this way, he was the benefactor of her family of five,

so she couldn't leave him alone like this.

"Fraser will take care of him in a while." Stanley looked at the front, and answered Violet without

emotions in his voice.

Violet breathed a sigh of relief after knowing that George would be taken care of by someone. But the

next second, she was anxious again, "Mr. Murphy, where are you taking me?"